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dely-pilar-99 · 11 months
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Nel nido di una mamma chioccia
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web-weaving — eldest daughter syndrome
Repose – John Singer Sargent // Eldest Daughter – Isabel Pless // Old Soul – The Highwomen // I Miss Her and I Blame You – MALINDA // Goodbye – MARINA // Surface Pressure – Encanto
Violet Sargent – John Singer Sargent // Study for Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose – John Singer Sargent // My Ego Dies at the End – Jensen McRae // You're On Your Own, Kid – Taylor Swift // The Hardest Part – Bre Kennedy and Hadley Kennary// Older Than I Am – Lennon Stella // seven – Taylor Swift
The Black Brook – John Singer Sargent // Eldest Daughter – Isabel Pless // 26 – Carol Ades // Eldest Daughter – Isabel Pless // You're Losing Me – Taylor Swift // champagne problems – Taylor Swift
Girl with a Sickle – John Singer Sargent // The Breakfast Table – John Singer Sargent // Surface Pressure – Encanto // Older Than I Am – Lennon Stella // Control – Bre Kennedy // Surface Pressure – Encanto // Old Soul – The Highwomen
A Dinner Table at Night – John Singer Sargent // this is me trying – Taylor Swift // Let the Rain – Sara Bareilles // The Hardest Part – Bre Kennedy and Hadley Kennary // Half Truths – JOSEPH // this is me trying – Taylor Swift
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romancemedia · 8 months
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Cartoon Romances + Sunset Kiss
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mlobsters · 1 year
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The Magicians S2E3 Divine Elimination
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Top 5 First-Time Watches of April 2023 1. A Sun (2019, dir. Chung Mong-Hong) 2. Annie Colère (2022, dir. Blandine Lenoir) 3. Atonement (2007, dir. Joe Wright) 4. Stella Est Amoureuse (2022, dir. Sylvie Verheyde) 5. Empire Of Light (2022, dir. Sam Mendes)
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starry-night-rose · 3 months
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Twisted Wonderland Oc Masterlist
Ramshackle
Ellis Clawthorne (The Ramshackle Prefect)
Heartslabuyl
Astrid Aneira (Twisted from Anna)
Molly Primrose (Twisted from Wendy Darling)
Savanaclaw
Artemis Woodman (Twisted from Man)
Octanivelle
Fabian Nacht (Twisted from Flynn Rider)
Marina Baleen (Twisted from the Neverland Mermaids)
Scarabia
there seems to be nothing here…
Pomfiore
Stella Vega (Twisted from the Wishing Star)
Odette Cygnet (Twisted from Duchess Swan)
Ignihyde
Aimée Amore (Twisted from Aphrodite)
Diasomnia
Victoria Le Fay (Twisted from the Three Fairies)
Ivy Villosa (Twisted from Rosetta)
Gwendolyn Schnee (Twisted from Periwinkle)
Terrovania (belongs to @/terrovaniadorm/@/hallowed-delights)
Alice Darius (Twisted from Lady Dimitrescu)
Lilith Winchester (Twisted from Lucy Westenra)
Lizzie Shelley (Twisted from Lisa Swallows)
RSA
Sanwaii (belongs to @/twsted-princess)
Hoshiko Itsuki (Twisted from Lala/Little Twin Stars)
Hikari Itsuki (Twisted from Kiki/Little Twin Stars)
Fableheart (belongs to @/jasdiary)
Reina Carrion (Twisted from Mira Shards/The Evil Queen) (coming soon...)
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iguessihavemore · 5 months
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ROLLCALL PORTRAITS DONE YAY
Chapter 1 Emerald Witches (they won't change much just get 1 👆extra member)
Cameron is from @unironicduncanstan
Manaia is from @tuatara-time
Marina, Stella, Winnifred, and Wilfred are all owned by @faemorningstar
Rosie is owned by @sapphicwizzro
And Tadao is from @explosivoo ^w^
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Look at this beautiful lot! 🥰
📸 | Wolf Entertainment IG
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margothecreator · 2 years
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The Magicians [S1:E4] The World in the Walls
Why would you ever trust anyone?
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brightstvrlights · 3 months
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𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝒾𝒻 𝒾𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓂𝑒 ...
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TW: violence, kidnapping, drowning
Stella's unsure how much time has passed when she finally regains consciousness. Lucidness returns in pieces - like she still has one foothold in a frighteningly realistic dream as she comes to. It's hard to establish what's real for several minutes as she stirs, instinctively telling herself to move to make sure all of her limbs still work. She notices the pain in the back of her head first and the glimpses of a memory form in her mind. Crouching on the pavement inspecting... a flower? Before a a thud, followed by an encasing of white-hot pain. Had that not been a dream?
Impulsively, she tries to lift her hand to inspect the throbbing area but is met with a heavy resistance. There's a beat of confusion before the brunette realises: she can't freely move her arms. An instant panic rises up through Stella's body; nestling into her chest and jolting her all the way out of grogginess as her eyes dart around at her surroundings, taking it all in so quickly that she can't focus on anything. She squints her eyes shut and inhales slowly, making sure her lungs fully expand before she exhales. Her heart-rate slows ever so-slightly, and she opens her eyes. She's in the backseat of a car; no discernible features or branding that she can see from her position, but oddly enough, the front seats are covered in flowers. Just like the one she'd seen outside of Trinity. Frowning, she looks down at her ankles which are also sitting on a bed of them and she starts to tremble. Something bad is going to happen, she can feel it. The panic sets in again and she pulls at her arms, which she can now register are tied down by ropes and ribbon. One feels heavier than the other and she looks down at it, almost yelping when she realises it's attached to someone else. In all of Stella's disorientation, she hadn't noticed that she's not alone. Her eyes graze across the figure, slowly stirring as she had moments earlier. She recognises him, but can't place from where. Nevertheless, it makes her feel slightly more at ease to know that she's not alone.
Stella sees cracks of dim light from her view through the windshield and guesses it's early dawn; the sun not yet peeking out from behind the horizon. Small beads of luminescence shimmer on what she now can see is the lake. At least they haven't gone far, although there's no way of knowing how long she's been unconscious. Has she missed Christmas? Surely they would have died from starvation by now if that were the case.
I have to get out of here.
The man beside her breaks the silence with a whisper. "Hello?" "Hi," she croaks out in reply, her throat feeling dry and raspy. God, what she'd do for some water. "I'm Atticus." Stella nods, recognising the name immediately as it rolls around in her mind, unlocking old fragments of conversations long past with Marcy. "I know you, you're Marcy's friend." She wonders where Marcy is now. Does she know that two of her friends are missing? Is she worried? I'm right here, Marcy, she thinks into the void. We're both right here.
Atticus asks her name and she gives it, her attention focusing more now on their surroundings - and what it might mean. She notices a a thick rope running from the driver's window to something outside, but she can't see what. The reality of their situation becomes clear then, and Stella can't stop the panic before it seeps in. They're going to die. No. She can't die. Her whole family is flying in for Christmas. She hasn't seen her brother in a year and he has a new girlfriend he wants her to meet. Her father is finally taking more than two days off of work to spend with them. It's not fair.
𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒾𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝒻 𝐼 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓇𝓎 ...
She hears Atticus suggest tugging on the restraints and wastes no time pulling as hard as she can on the rope that binds them. She only gets one chance before she hears a blood-curdling giggle; faint recognition tugging at the edge of her brain. She swears she's heard it before but can't quite place where. Stella doesn't get another chance before the car lurches forward and her body goes rigid with fright. She feels herself scream as the bonnet hits the water but she's deafened by the sound of blood pumping in her ears. Wild eyes search for Atticus as she uses all the strength she has to pull on her stubborn binds, which only seem to feel tighter the more she struggles. "What do we do?" She chokes out, watching the water rapidly filling up underneath them through splotchy vision that has become blurred from hot tears. Her heartbeat threatens to beat straight out of her chest as she is consumed by the very real possibility of drowning. Not like this, she pleads to anyone and no-one. I can't die like this.
"Stella! Deep breaths!" Any glimmer of hopefulness in Atticus' voice before has been replaced with an edge that tells her that maybe he's coming to accept their imminent fates but she obeys him anyway. She breathes in as deeply as she can - the pressure of the water creeping up towards her ears feels like someone is sitting on her chest preventing her from taking a full breath. She tilts her head up as far as can for clean air and looks sadly over at Atticus; the last face she'll ever see. Water encompasses them then and she feels Atticus' hand on hers. She squeezes it as fight or flight kicks in again, and she uses all the strength she has left to kick at the door, the window, the chair. Something. Anything. Nothing moves. She wants to let out a wail but she can't open her mouth so she strangles it instead. Her chest starts to hurt with the effort of holding in her life force and her brain tells her to let it go. It's time. I'm so tired, she thinks meekly, before looking over at Atticus; his hand still gripping hers. "Merry Christmas," she mouths, allowing an exhale that produces tiny little bubbles that race to the roof. She watches them almost curiously as her lungs empty. The last embers of a dying light. Make it quick, she pleads. I don't want to be in pain. A small burn ignites in her lungs and spreads like wildfire through her chest and then her limbs, a last desperate attempt to find oxygen. But there is none. Tell my parents I love them, she thinks, before the long, swirling, tendriled fingers of unconsciousness appear at the corners of her mind, infiltrating her brain until there's nothing left but the darkness.
... 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝒾𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈 𝓂𝑒, 𝐢 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝.
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karihighman · 2 years
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A pair I would like to see more of! 🔥🫶 Burgkidd? Stellgess? idk what their friendship name mashup is tho LOL 😝 (pls drop ideas⤵️)
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romancemedia · 10 months
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Cartoon Love Triangles + Villain's Crush (1)
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deathshallbenomore · 2 years
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whoever decided that single beds had to be a fixed feature of the contemporary understanding of furnishing is currently being tortured in hell. as god intended
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aiveecastillo · 1 year
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The Queens of my country Colombia  by winning Miss Universe, Miss International & Miss Intercontinental:
1958: Luz Marina Zuluaga (Miss Universe)
1960: Stella Marquez (Miss International)
1999: Paulina Galvez (Miss International)
2004: Jeymmy Vargas (Miss International)
_____: Catalina Valencia (Miss Intercontinental)
2008: Cristina Camargo (Miss Intercontinental)
2014: Paulina Vega (Miss Universe) 
2015: Ariadna Gutierrez (Miss Universe)
But Colombia will bring home the 1st Miss World, Miss Earth, Miss Supranational & Miss Grand International crown soon to complete at the Big 7 pageant. 
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